Bildergalerie Reloaded II
Text: ShesSoHigh
Don't bother to pack your bags
Or your map.
We won't need them where we're goin'.
We're goin' where the wind is blowin'
Not knowin' where we're gonna stay
Baby britain feels the best floating over a sea of vodka
Separated from the rest
Fights problems with bigger problems
Sees the ocean fall and rise
Counts the waves that somehow didn't hit her
London calling, yes, I was there, too
Drinking tea with the taste of the Thames
Sullenly on a chair on the pavement
Here you'll find, my thoughts and I
English summer rain
seems to last for ages
Let's drive to Brighton on the weekend
And saturdays locked away on the pier
Not fast enough, dear
And into the sea
Goes pretty england and me
Round the bay of biscay
And back for tea
I'd like to roll in the clover
With you over and over
On the white cliffs of dover
And then I'd let you push me over
You and i should ride the coast
And wind up in our favourite coats just miles away
Roll a number, write another song like
Jimmy heard the day he caught the train
Some laugh at my lighthouse they say it's just an ivory tower
But I don't mind because I know
their envy grows by the hour
See I have a purpose up here to guide the ships upon their way
All this is mine; it could be yours too
what do you say?
On the road with Kerouac
Sheltered in his Bivouac
On this road we'll never die
So come away, won't you come away
We can go to
Deptford, Catford, Walford, Digbeth, Mansfield
Anywhere in Albion
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02.04.2007 - 17:56 Uhr
sebsemilia
da bekomt man ja richtig fernweh.